"What can a man do to marry you?"
This bastard did it.
Pablo smacked his head.
He is dead.
Draxus shook his head.
Rest in peace.
Young joined his palms.
That's my son.
Gerald felt proud.
Flashy found the courage and in front of all the soldiers, he asked it.
He asked the Admiral what a man could do to marry her. He technically asked for Harlia's hand for marriage.
Pablo knew that Harlia had a husband but he died and he also knew that Flashy was way too young for Harlia. If anything, he should ask for adoption from her. Gerald should ask for Harlia's hand. But Flashy was Flashy, so Pablo let the man be.
The ball was now on Harlia's court and she definitely wasn't expecting this.
At most, she expected that this soldier would ask for money, for a leave, for a promotion, but not this.
However, she liked one thing.
"Why didn't you simply ask me to marry you?" She asked.
Flashy smiled. "I am not deserving enough to ask that from you, ma'am. Sir."
